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spain without the s - donald juug lyrics

[chorus]
ballin’ out in spain with my f*ckin’ bros
i’m in spain without the s without my bros
highest of the highs, still feel the lows (l*l*l*lows)

[verse 1]
out here on the island like i’m gilligan
off that coke blow, i think it’s bolivian
high*tech pole, by hyperion
leather trench coat, look like the mystery men
i’m kind of indo*
i’m kind of aryan
i’m lonely as f*ck out here
where the f*ck my bros?
ten milligram oxy
sipping desperado
i don’t need no d*mn proxy
i don’t live life online
she wanna give me head
but i can’t have her touch the phillip plein
acne and ccp no, they can’t do it like mе
australia to overseas, i decree i got weed
i’m smoking loud pack (sh*t)
i can hardly brеathe
let’s see what a halogen does when it’s mixed with a pound of weed
[refrain]
living in the tunnels where it’s comfy to be geeked up
dial a lotta numbers
i’m tryna hit the plug to re*up
walk a mile in my track runners
like, how’s it feel to be up?
asking you the question, like
what is it like to be up?

[chorus]
ballin’ out in spain with my f*ckin’ bros
i’m in spain without the s without my bros
highest of the highs, still feel the lo* (l*l*l*lows)

[verse 2]
i’m so over this designer sh*t
i’m in málaga wearing eastpak
i can’t do no money spread
cause’ i’m worried about the dye pack
tell the story of my life and put it in a soundtrack
for you this is the present, but for me this is a throwback
how the f*ck am i in london
it’s calling me back again
catch a flight out brisbane
all before booking one back again
f*ck booking dot com
f*cked up all my travelling
f*ck airbnb
like, what the f*ck is happening?
i’m p*ssed off at the airport
i hope this is covered in my insurance
shop till you drop cause’ i’m really the number one tourist
the grass ain’t all that green when you got no one to enjoy it with
money buys the trip but i can’t buy what’s important
[chorus]
ballin’ out in spain with my f*ckin’ bros
i’m in spain without the s without my bros
highest of the highs, still feel the lows (l*l*l*lows)

[chorus]
ballin’ out in spain with my f*ckin’ bros
i’m in spain without the s without my bros
highest of the highs, still feel the lows (l*l*l*lows)

[outro]
no, thank your dealer
(heh, hahaha*)

- donald juug lyrics

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